All the villagers in Domremy Village had been mobilized. One after another, they emerged... fully armed.
Though they were fully armed, all they had done was make use of whatever items in their homes could be used.
For example, some used stew pots as helmets, while others tied winter clothes around their limbs... The men picked up iron tools, while the women took rolling pins or kitchen knives that felt comfortable in their hands.
It seemed the villagers had considerable experience with situations like this. Though everything looked rushed, they were not flustered.
Under these circumstances, Assath found that searching for food had actually become quite easy. The villagers' homes had all been left open, and many of the houses were empty by now.
The villagers had all gathered together.
"If this much is enough, it should do." At that moment, Mr. Assath touched the spoils in his hands and said to Nan Xiaonan, "Let's head back first, Miss Nan."
"Mm." Nan Xiaonan nodded.
During their search for food, Nan Xiaonan and Assath had not spoken much... Mr. Assath had looked deeply troubled the entire way. Now that they had found enough food, he seemed somewhat better.
But only somewhat.
"Boss Assath, are you worried about Principal Ludik?" Nan Xiaonan asked tentatively. "I heard that the two of you have had a good relationship since you were young."
"Our relationship is terrible," Assath said directly, with utmost seriousness.
Nan Xiaonan applied what she had just learned. "The saint should have said that people ought to get along amicably, love one another, and help each other."
"No, the saint never said that." Mr. Assath suddenly spoke with extreme solemnity. "Either you remembered wrong, or you misinterpreted the Holy Word."
Nan Xiaonan was dumbfounded... How was she supposed to know whether that